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Month: October 2005 (Page 1 of 2)

I wish I could feel my left hand

I’ve been going through physical therapy for the last few weeks. It’s a second round of it as I’m still in pain especially from where the seatbelt restrained me. but since we’ve started working on those exercises and some soft tissue massage, this week I’m not feeling so great.

my left arm and hand are hurting really bad and shift between shooting pain and numbing pain….

this sucks.

it doesn’t help that my house is freezing cold.

to make matters worse, it hurts my back to sit so I’ve resigned myself to muscle relaxers and my electric blanket for the night.

car accidents really really suck

I can’t believe all the bullshit I am going through to make sure I get the medical treatment I need.

I have lost faith in car insurance companies completely and have to enter the strange world of lawyers now.

a completely and totally messed up emotional day, which ended up wasted to some degree as a result of all this crap.

I’ve been falling in and out of sleep since 9pm, but have forced myself to stay awake so I can do stupid mundane things like my laundry. and also so I’m not awake in the middle of the night.

I had hoped to be so productive today….

ugh

christmas ’76

that’s me, 4 years old Christmas 1976. I am sort of on a scanning spree tonight.

I was thinking about dying my hair red again, and realized that on it’s own, my hair has changed colors over my life so far. I was born a blond, which turned to a blondish brown, aka dirty blond. Bascially, It would be darker in the winter and blonder in the summer.

As I got older, it got a little mousy brown with some red highlights and I have been told that a Great Aunt on the McArdle side of the family did indeed have red hair!

oh, and that “mothering instinct” has ALWAYS been around!

Maybe I’ll go back to this style for my hair. I need to get it cut but not sure how to have it cut…..

decisions…

out of tune

that’s sort of how I feel, maybe that’s why I pulled this particular album from my collection:

Mojave 3-Out of Tune

lately, instead of lying awake pondering whether or not anyone cares about my existence, I’ve started having dreams that include that theme.

I’ll give a quick example, because it’s getting late, and if I don’t go to bed soon I’ll be in some pain as my neck and shoulder are revealing to me in throbs right now.

for instance, last night I had a dream where I was invited at the last minute to a party that I think I would be the first to know about.

at any rate, it sums up the theme lately.

a long lost forgotten faded memory.

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